Sage Francis "I Was Zero" |
If it wasn't for the bass, I wouldn't need these hearing aids If it wasn't for mistakes, I probably wouldn't be here today 10 years ago I was 22 20 years ago I was 12 30 years ago I was 2 But when I came out my momma I was zero When I came out my momma I was zero (x3) I was zero when I came out my momma, and now everybody knows In the before life, I was undead I was home schooled, there were no rules But I gave it all up, just for the chance to go public A celestial scarecrow dancing with the puppets A tug in my gut, I'm carrying the world in my stomach I'm a surrogate mother-fucker, the girls love it Birth the suffix and cut the visible string Controls much more than a physical thing I was born into it, and before I knew it I saw the students of poor gettin' hauled off to war The law of Judas in the land of the king's tax Partaking the Eucharist, then demand your kick-backs Spiritual wrist slap, please pass the sacrament Ask if big bad black Jesus was African Selling a click track, call it a soul-plat It's all in how you package it The power of a magic trick Immaculate concepts, lost in the land of the cross I'm standing off with a man of the cloth He knows the ins and outs, all I want is the outs He's selling real estate for some place in the clouds But I'm not investing in intellectual property Inventing gender-bending technology Because maybe everybody needs to just become a sexual oddity Leaving birth to the test tubes and death to the lottery There's no one stopping me, I've gotta be self-regulating Wealth is escalating, but my poverty was entertaining I'm debating, the value of a caste system Cash backed for wars and wars funded by my tax income I find my part of the problem in part of me There's always been a difference between what I am and what I wanna be It's either Jihadist freak or Jesus seamster I heard god is cumming and she's a screamer I couldn't understand what she was telling me Why everybody thinks that they're their own worst enemy I followed the manual and I swallowed the skeleton key And it unlocked the hell in me (So this is my gift to god!) Rippin' out my dick like a tourniquet, syphilis! (This is my gift to god!) I'm jumpin' out the cake, naked with a shank (This is my gift to god!) Unwrap the package, confetti made of maggots (This is my gift) You call that talent? Here's your image back, you can have it 10 years ago I was 22 20 years ago I was 12 30 years ago I was 2 When I came out my momma I was zero (x4) I was zero when I came out my momma, and now everybody knows (x2) If it wasn't for the bass, I wouldn't need these hearing aids If it wasn't for mistakes, I probably wouldn't be here today (x2) Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |